Two headed dogs – for Friday Fictioneers.

They claimed the altar contained the keys to talk to higher powers,
they claimed supremacy and scribbled symbols on parchment.

They demanded constant sacrifices for meager harvests in return.
But now I know their secret lies –

I know what happened, I know their gods are false.
Our numbness is that of fermentation in the blood.

Their rule will end, I have read the ancient maps.

Now I’m biding my time, I know how to be humble,
I know they cannot read or write.

But I can, I know the way to our promised lands,
lands devoid of two-headed dogs.

Copyright Jan Wayne Field

Copyright Jan Wayne Field


This week I have embedded a little mystery in my writing. Of course I have my own thoughts of the story behind, but I think it really does not matter. It’s your story that I’m interested in.

Last week I managed to read and comment every story at Friday Fictioneers, so I know what Rochelle is going through each week. This week I cannot promise anything else than that I will return and visit every one that leave a comment.

August 13, 2014

67 responses to “Two headed dogs – for Friday Fictioneers.

  1. I think it’s obvious by now how I love dark. Intriguing story, I already put my own spin on it, wonder how different it is from your own. I love how you can read this story as a poem, too. You are very crafty.
    Regarding reading other FF stories, I do it week after week. I don’t comment on every story, which doesn’t mean I don’t like it. I just believe it’s better to say nothing than something just for the sake of leaving a mark. I admire Rochelle’s persistence and words of encouragement for every participant.

  2. a double minded man will surely fall….
    and this is one of those leaps in evolution…the reading and writing
    a skill the previous leader did not have…its only a matter of time….

  3. I love the strength of the pen in this story, Bjorn. Also, Brian’s comment about double minded men which I hadn’t thought of…. Kudos.
    And I agree with trying to read all stories. The thing that bothers me in the end is just as I think I have to stop I read one more and it’s the best one so I continue…. Didn’t make it to the end last week. Am busy revising (for about the MILLIONTH time) my YA novel.

  4. Last week was my lucky week them, it was my first story and you commented on it, thanks. This week you really wrote a strong story, love it.

  5. He keeps a serious secret under that humble guise, but I imagine him smiling when no one is watching. Well crafted, Björn.

  6. I’m guessing the last thing these people wanted was to have their “subjects” learning to read but now that one has, freedom beckons. Knowledge is power.
    Great story!

  7. A very original take on the photo prompt. Might be barking up the wrong tree, but did you arrive at the two headed dog from the picture above the desk? If so, that’s some out of the box thinking my friend!

    • The two-headed dog came from the song by Roky — who in turn came to that from some pretty disturbing experiments performed in the Soviet Union..

      He sings: “I’ve been working in the Kremlin with a two-headed dog”

      as I wrote it — it came from another box altogether 🙂 but can give hints in many directions… I will update with when I know better

  8. The ability to read and write is a great power indeed. A reason why the minority with wealth and power denied it to the masses for so long.
    A great piece of writing Björn.

  9. As always I love the language you use with such effect.
    I have deliberately not read the other comments – my own ‘story’ would be two-headed dogs being the result of chemical warfare.

  10. There’s a lot of mystery behind this story, but it stands stronger because of it and I like that. I am, however, entirely distracted by trying to enlarge the photo to see if it contains any of these dogs! 😉

  11. Mystery indeed! This story took me in so many different directions this week, Bjorn. The sci-fi angle, the ancient angle, the storytelling angle… Always superb, when it comes to you. This one will linger into thoughts for a while, for sure.

  12. I was going to describe this piece as “intriguing”, but I see that word has been used about five times already.

    I don’t know why, but I wonder if our narrator will become just another false prophet?

  13. I love the idea that the ‘slaves’ are the ones who can read and write, and the ‘masters’, the two-headed dogs have no idea what they have on their hands. I think a revolt might be on the way.

  14. Our fear is what they feed on. My country is full of these two headed dogs. Very nicely written, I feel so inadequate to comment on such fine writing.

  15. I like this. As soon as I started reading this my inner voice dropped a pitch. Your writing must be effective!

  16. Mystery, indeed, Bjorn. What sticks with me is the power of knowledge, of knowing how to read and write. There’s power in words, without it, you’re vulnerable.

  17. Wow … this could be interpreted so many ways … initially I was going in an anti-establishment direction … but after reading about Roky I’m wondering about inner demons. Seriously, I have read this over and over again and see so much potential here in your mysterious language.

    Thanks also for adding the song — really enjoyed it and want to hear more of him and the 13th Floor Elevators. 🙂

  18. “Ipsa scientia potestas est” (knowledge itself is power). Power brokers have known this for long and used it to enslave people. Fascinating story and as always such poetic prose.

  19. impressive…your words expressing a dark energy stirring and one that holds out hope to break free. also amazing the singer on your video managed to recover from his past troubles. great post!

  20. I read this as an allegory of the whole “knowledge is power” thing, whether that knowledge is real or not, whether it’s derived from religion, education, science, or whatever – it’s always open to abuse and ripe for challenging. Very skilfully handled, so as to include such detailed lines and yet leave the meaning so open to interpretation.

      • It is. I probably assumed he’d died a while back tbh. The last time I remember hearing of him was when Henry Rollins paid for him to have new teeth fitted (I think? unless I imagined that story entirely…)

  21. I would love to more about how your narrator and his people were cowed into submission. I hope he manages to bide his time and escape.

  22. Excellent, Bjorn. The desk is the altar.How dark and sinister. Your prose is so like a dark, intriguing poem. Once people learn to read they learn they what has been done to them and rise up. You have mastered the voice. Well done. Lucy

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